Dean entered Sam's room with a loud knock only to find a man that wasn't his brother sprawled across Sam's bed.
"Um, Gabriel? Why are you in Sam's bed?"
"Well I could give you the answer to that, but I'm sure you can connect the dots..." Was the snarky reply as the sheet slipped down the Arch Angel's very naked back as the man rolled to look at Dean.
Dean was about to answer when the bathroom door down the hall opened and a cloud of steam filed out engulfing Sam as he gripped at the corners of the towel at his waist.
Green eyes were met with cold hollow hazel as the younger brother sauntered towards him. "Ya need somethin' Dean?" The voice was rough and not the way Dean was used to it sounding.
"Uh, yeah, but it's not important, Sammy. It can wait."
"Alright. And it's Sam." The last was followed by the bedroom door closing in his face leaving a very confused and oddly heart aching Dean in the silent hallway.
What was he missing here?